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the pandorica
The pandorica opened, and what did I see?
The worst monster I could imagine, staring right at me.
It's gruesome nature, a horrible sight.
This frightful creature stared into my soul, and I knew what it reflected was exactly right.
For this hideous monster I did see, was my own self reflected back at me.
The worst monster I could imagine, staring right at me.
It's gruesome nature, a horrible sight.
This frightful creature stared into my soul, and I knew what it reflected was exactly right.
For this hideous monster I did see, was my own self reflected back at me.
Published 18th Oct 2014
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